The World Of Music and Dance is held in March each year. Peter Gabrielle started this kind of festival in Britain 35 years ago. The friendliness of the local people, this venue in New Zealand as well as the line-up, have made it a repeated success since 2003. It attracts big crowds.
Here’s the main stage “The Bowl” in Pukekura Park, New Plymouth.
And just a few of the 20+ performances I attended –
Welsh Group 9bach fused traditional harp, dulcimer and bass guitar for both folk and modern songs … hypnotically Celtic.
Tago means ‘lighting up the world by beating drums.’ These guys from South Korea were masters, who played their drums like a martial art, mixed with buffoonery … summoning us.
There was something for everyone at the Night Market …
and all day, lots of great food.
As the sun went down, there was time for my favourite, Chai tea. Perfect! Oh … and The Specials – that famous British ska band from the 70s? Definitely an unforgettable highlight. Am now a fan.(Too excited to get a photo.)
On the last night, I met Leanne, a friend of a friend, and while we were chatting she told us this story of what happened to her the day before WOMAD started. She gave me permission to tell this her way –
I was just going into Spuds, the grocers, when I noticed this guy on the pavement. When I saw what he was wearing, I thought that he must be here for WOMAD. He looked a bit worried so I went up and asked him if he was OK. He said that he and his friends couldn’t find their way back to their hotel.
Well, you know I’ve got an eight seater … he said there were three others in the group. So I said I could easily drop them off – If he could just wait till I got the rest of my groceries then I’d drive them all there, no problem.
Well, the four of them were there when I came out and I loaded them into the van and drove them to The Devon. Really, except for all the one-way streets, it was just round the corner.
Yes. They were performing at the weekend. He was the drummer and asked if I was going. I said no. It was beyond our budget. You know by the time there’s 2 adult tickets, meals for four and treats…
When I dropped them off at their hotel, he asked for my phone number.
I got a call next day saying to drop into the hotel. They had something for me at Reception. Blow me, if it wasn’t two adult tickets! So … here we are. Wasn’t that kind of them? I mean, really, I wasn’t going very far out of my way!”
Dense – For the Weekly Photo Challenge this week March 2017
All text (except Leanne’s recount) and photos by Meg
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